They weeble, they wobble, but they never fall down. Here’s to old school toys that required no batteries and didn’t make noise.

I wish I never fell. Then I’d never have to hurt either. Once, in a college philosophy class, we studied a girl born without any feeling. She could break a bone and never feel it. Her parents had to constantly monitor her so she didn’t end up doing something life threatening.

When I fall, emotionally, relationally, spiritually, I hurt. Usually.

Sometimes we build up callouses. Our skin becomes thick and we lose sensitivity. We can’t feel pain as easily. When we become unfeeling, we injure ourselves and never even know it.

Acts 28:27 says, “For this people’s heart has become calloused; they hardly hear with their ears, and they have closed their eyes. Otherwise they might see with their eyes, hear with their ears, understand with their hearts and turn, and I would heal them.”

And so, it’s not bad to feel joy, happiness, sorrow, pain.  In fact, we are more valuable to the people around us if we are sensitive to their situations.  If we laugh when they laugh, and hurt when they hurt.  And when our hearts our sensitive, God can speak to us and He can heal our wounds.